Author: twytumbwritr

Our Friends in the Great White North [fiction] [MFM]

I started chatting up with K. after he positively commented on one of my stories. His own writings hit the spot for me. The major difference was that more of his tales were non-fiction taken from his experience, on his own or with his (lovely) wife, A.

We hit it off and our discussions revealed we had a lot in common, in our taste in women, fantasies or sexual practices. The few pictures of A he shared publicly were a delight, and I let him know. The conversation was always polite and respectful, not (just) a couple of bros drooling on boobs pictures ; there was a mutual understanding of what made us tick and our vision of a playful sexuality. We both had a little lifestyle experience and tried MFM threesomes, we liked to watch and he especially loved to watch A. I certainly couldn’t blame him! He confided that he would love to watch her with another man without being in the room. The old saying “my wife is my favorite pornstar” was perfectly fitting. Read more »

Darling Nikki [MFM] [light BDSM]

Lifestyle subreddits proved themselves a great place for similar minds to meet. That’s how Nikki entered my life at the end of my 38 year. 

Nikki and her husband Chuck were new to the lifestyle but way past the initial toe-dipping. Hot and sweet was an expression made for them : they were 35, both attractive, deeply in love, and their sex drive was off the charts, especially since they opened the lifestyle gates.

Nikki was a housewife for the holidays but Chuck still had to work that week. Kids were out in the family for a couple of weeks to leave them a little space. They were planning to go wild and Nikki, home alone and turned on, indulged in steamy conversations with other redditors, teasing her husband until he was home and read all her daily dirty talk. That’s how we got acquainted and realized we lived pretty close to each other. As luck have it, I also happened to meet her taste. She was probably wilder than I was, to be honest : she was kinky, love light BDSM, asked for explicit pics and was never shy of reciprocating. Her lingerie shots were to die for, and she sent me a fantastic pic involving a red thong that nearly melted my brain. I told her a lot of redditors must be stuck at home with blue balls right now thanks to her visual aids ; Read more »

Taking the morning off [MF]

C. and I met again a couple of times after our first meeting. The spirit was the same : “Are you free? Wanna fool around?” In between, we talked very friendly and discussed how we were eager to get to the next time. She offered me to join her home one morning when she wasn’t working. I loved the idea and took a day off.

I woke up early, showered, put on a nice shirt and took the one hour drive to the other side of the border where she lived. Around 8:30 am I found her little house sandwiched between two other buildings and checked my phone. The front door was unlocked. There was no one in sight. Kind of an eerie feeling, coming into an unknown, empty house. I called, looked around and climbed the stairs to a narrow corridor. I saw a dim light peeking through an opened door and smiled as I entered the small dark bedroom. We were just under the roof. The window was sealed tight, the only lighting came from a little bedlamp on the nightstand. She was waiting for me, lying on her back, one hand resting under her blond hair, completely naked and smiling like a purring kitten. I loved that moment. It was 8 in the morning on a weekday, people were at work, I was feeling fresh and spry from the shower and coffee, and that woman was lying naked in front of me, longing for me to join and fuck her. Read more »

We couldn’t wait [MF]

Meeting someone through a lifestyle dating site makes things simple : if we meet, we know why. The outcome is never set in stone of course but intents are certainly not hidden. That’s how I met C. She was a plump little blonde a little older than I was (in her early-mid 30s) and we seemed to match. We talked a little on the phone and the mutual feeling was good. We set up a date for the next weekend and kept on talking/texting through a couple of days.

Then in the middle of the week, my phone rang late in the evening, around 10 pm. It was C. She had been busy that night, attending a meeting with friends.

– Say, I’m just leaving here and, well, I wondered if you’d feel like a little company tonight…

I was taken by surprise but didn’t need much time to accept. The fact that she didn’t want to wait was flattering and exciting. She was gonna come straight from her meeting place, on the spot. Read more »

After Hours Class (Part 3) [mF] [light femdom]

A few weeks passed after my hotel encounter with Mrs. K. Finals were just around the corner and I had a ton of work awaiting. I had a hard time concentrating (and spent a lot of time masturbating) but she made it a little easier on me by sending me a short and clear message (she had every student’s contact informations) : “Focus. All good things come to those who can wait. And who work hard for it.” Then she basically shut me out.

Finals went by, for a couple of difficult weeks, and I was worried enough to have my mind taken off a bit of Mrs. K.’s heavenly body. We finally met again for her exam but she made a point of acting like we barely knew each other past the student-teacher relationship. I went through the test, feeling I did alright and left with fingers and toes crossed.

The last test was finally done and I crashed on my bed on a friday night after some drinking with friends when my phone buzzed ; Mrs. K. just messaged me.

“Time for you to relax a little” Read more »

After Hours Class (Part 2) [mF] [light femdom]

I held my part of the deal. Mrs. K. surely has been convincing. After that first round of personal tutoring, she completely ignored me and may have been more distant than she ordinary was. I worked my ass off and the last test of the year got back two weeks later. I smiled from one ear to the other : a straight A! I caught Mrs K.’s eyes but she seemed to look right through me. I smiled a little but she didn’t show the slightest interest in me. I swallowed my disappointement ; did she fooled me? Oh well… My senior year was nearly saved and I had the opportunity to frolic with a gorgeous woman. Ain’t too shabby. I was ready to leave the classroom when she called after me.

– This came for you, she said giving me an official-looking envelope bearing the college’s logo.

She left without another look. I opened the envelope and found a single piece of paper with an adress and what looked like a room number followed by “9 p.m.”. My heart started to beat a little faster. Of course. No late class today, we could get caught here. Risky is exciting, suicidal is just plain stupid. Read more »

After Hours Class (Part 1) [mF] [light femdom]

Mrs. K. was my favorite teacher in this last year in College. She was a cute brunette in her forties with curves to die for and a smile that could brighten your whole day. That was when she was smiling to me, because I wasn’t the brightest lightbulb on the chandelier. My interest was more directed towards her body than her teachings. She was a regular fantasy material of mine.

Her class was the last of the day, pushing late into 7 p.m. to compensate for a missed day. She was as gorgeous as ever, wearing heels over black stockings, a tight skirt just short enough and a blouse turned nearly transluscent by the bright neon lights. At some point, she came next to me to answer a question and by lowering herself offered me a dizzying sight into her cleavage. Her perfume was sweetly tingling my nose and I couldn’t take my eyes off the curve of her breasts, peeking at the lace of her bra.

– Are you listening? Read more »

A summer night with Ann (2) [fiction] [mFm] [mFFm] [FF] [mF] [mFF] [mFmF] [Milf] [Group]

Friday didn’t come soon enough. Dave and I ranged Ann’s doorbell in the early afternoon, with huge (and probably dumb) grins on our faces, still hiding a little nervosity. We didn’t really talk through what happened the days following our intense afternoon session with Ann. The weird thing was that it didn’t feel weird. We now shared a secret bond together and it gave our friendship a new kind of trust. Dave was a nice guy, not the kind to brag about his sexual exploits, even when he had a girlfriend. Ann must certainly have notice both of us were the discreet kind and not a couple of horny douchebags before she made her move. We exchanged a few messages and talked a little on the phone since and I asked her if she had planned what happened. Her answer was “not entirely” ; she had thought about it, been deliberately playful, surprised me in the bathroom on purpose, but she hadn’t really plan to go this far. I liked that. It made that moment a little more special. Read more »

Makeup threesome [MFM] [voyeur]

– Would you mind if she spent the night, man?

I didn’t expect that. Five days into our trip across Europe, Jimmy and Lindsay had a big fight last night and just made up this morning. Last year in high school does that to you. All of us being between 18 and 19, an unknown road in front of us, relationships coming into adulthood…

Lindsay and I had a bit of history, if you can call it so ; she was into me, being flirty, making openly sexual allusions, but being young, dumb and shy, I missed my cue and she found comfort in Jimmy’s arms. It was cool. We all had been friends for six years now, they were good together… I was sincerely happy to see them go quickly over yesterday’s ugly fight. Now, two days before flying home, last leg of the trip, two same sex students bunking in each hotel room, they didn’t want to be apart and I could hardly say no. Lindsay comically looked at me from under his arm, mimicking “please” puppy eyes.

– Yeah, sure guys, no problem! Just behave, right?

– We’ll keep it quiet, promise. Read more »

A summer day with Ann (1) [fiction] [mFm] [Mimf]

Ann lived down my street. She headed her own business, had been divorced for a few years and her young son was spending the first weeks of summer with his dad, leaving her in an empty house with a garden way too big to tend to. She knew my parents and asked for a little help ; I accepted and enroled my classmate Dave, both of us happy to make a little extra money and to spend a day around a beautiful woman.

Ann was a MILF, there’s no other way to put it : she was a little under 40, with dark blonde hair, blue-grey eyes and curves that sent our 19 year-old brains into overdrive. I’ve been fantasizing about her a lot through the last years and never missed an opportunity to leer at her. I think she had that effect on a lot of the neighborhood’s teens. Dave and I rang the bell on a warm july morning. The deal was for us to work out what we could that day then have a shower, as the day was already hot. Read more »